The last few weeks of pregnancy is anything but. I remember having visions of my babies and getting so excited about holding and kissing them (and not being huge and uncomfortable anymore). But in those cases I was getting a real prize at the end. Something beautiful for all of the months of hard work. In this case I will feel a satisfaction of 18 months of study and hard work paying off, but in such a less tangible way.
I wonder how it will feel to be less swamped. To spend more time with my family. To have my evenings to myself. I am ready to give it a shot.